I know, right? I'm posting AGAIN! But Suzie, over at the Boomer Babe blog (love the way that rolls off the tongue) posted a challenge and a contest. I love contests. And I love Skittles, so I had to enter. And since it's called 'Fess Up Friday, I had to enter while it's still Friday. (We'll just pretend this is Saturday's post, m'kay?)
Only problem is, my brain is tired. Since when has that ever stopped me from blogging? Not making sense? That's okay! No longer speaking English? Who cares! So let's see what flows from the fingers.
Tonight was the Hunny's birthday party. I might have mentioned earlier that he turned 40 yesterday. Did I also mention that he's only had one non-family birthday party in his life? At 17? No? True. Did I mention that he didn't want a party? So I decided to throw one, selfish wife that I am. You only turn 40 once, after all.
We had friends and family to dinner. We had steak, potatoes, salad, wine, cake and ice cream. It just doesn't get any better! And then we played a rousing game of Apples to Apples. Marguerite was passing out that game like it was candy this last Christmas and we certainly enjoyed it this evening. Oh! Look! I even have a picture of the fun!
(Yes, we put the 40 on backwards - shut up)
My confession? It's a lame one, people. I love a good dinner party. No, that's not the 'fessing. I love to throw a good dinner party (not it either). What I REALLY enjoy is to work hard, sit back and enjoy everyone else enjoying themselves. I love to facilitate fun. Nothing makes me happier than to be a catalyst for the enjoyment of others.
Don't get me wrong - it's not voyeuristic. I don't live through other's fun. I just derive satisfaction from knowing I had a part in the fun. That is my fun.
Weird confession, huh? Several years ago a good friend helped me to put it into perspective. We had a houseful of people Christmas Day - family and lots of friends. I was in the kitchen half the day and my good friend tracked me down to say that she wanted to spend more time with me. She was there, in part, to enjoy ME. As much as I appreciated that, it was then that it dawned on me that I was a fun facilitator. No, not necessarily fun, but definitely people being relaxed, networking, enjoying, forgetting the stress. I love that.
Did I leave the kitchen? I don't think I did. The other thing I realized that day was that my kitchen - all my good china which I selfishly wash by hand - is a means for my introverted self (stop laughing) to escape for a few minutes, when the people time has become too much, and be alone with my thoughts. Process the day so far.
So all day today I cleaned and prepped and eventually cooked. Nothing too elaborate on any one front. Maybelline and friend Kathie baked the cake, and Kathie brought yummy berries. My mom brought ice and ice cream. Friend Brandi brought the wine. Dave and Diana brought five birthday cards. And I just blended into the background and loved it. So truly, a good time was had by all.
There ya have it. I'm a closet introvert and a fun facilitator. Any confessions of your own to make? And one more picture (can't have a party and not show off all my rowdy friends!).
Until I write again ...
Thanks to the owner of this blog. Ive enjoyed reading this topic.
Happy birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Flea's Hunny, Happy Birthday to youuuuu...and many more on channnel two and scooby doo on channel....
Mmmm... Blue Bunny ice cream and cake with chocolate icing. You are soooo coming to Arizona in March for my next birthday! :)
Happy Belated Birthday to your Hunny!
Happy Birthday for getting OLD, Flea's Hunny. I'm the oldest one around my friends, so I have to make fun where I can. :P
Mom looks like she's having fun there too. :D
Hey - this is your blog - you should have to make all the confessions around here! Happy Birthday to your hub!
Aaaahhhh - relaxing and fun - thanks. It was the perfect topper for a long hard work week - to send me into the weekend with a smile instead of a groan. Thanks again
Happy Birthday to your Hunny. What did he think of the party? Mine does not like that he is getting older and I think would rather I forget. I cannot do that. I have 2 years to plan and plan I will ::::evil laugh::::: I, too, enjoy the planning, execution, "facilitating" and then prefer to stay in the background. I, however, am not a closet introvert LOL
My confessions would ruin my g rating, so I won't post mine, but the whole time I was reading yours, I was thinking "and...?" So you mean other people DON'T do this? Hmmmm. Could explain why people were frustrated with me at my wedding.
You could use this skill to be a party planner you know! And happy 40th to the Hunny!
Happy birthday to your beloved! Looks like you threw him a fine party.
Confessions? We have a comfortable home, but I'm such a slob that I'm afraid to have people over. There's something about a naked child running around and birds zooming past one's head that puts most people off their feed.
Happy Birthday to the hubby! It looks like you guys had a lovely party.
Happy Birthday to the Mr.!
And his 40 isn't on backwards, it's the right way to the man that matters.
So where oh where is Flea? She is no where to be found - oh, I guess that may have been your hand on the right. We need to see you too!
Happy bday to your DH. He is just a yungun. :)
I love both throwing and attending dinner parties.
You're not a voyeur? You don't know what you're missing! Heh - sorry - couldn't resist.
Happy belated birthday to your Hunny!
you guys look like a bunch of party-animals!!! :)
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